kiss goodnight

When Jiang Yi'an was cooking, he had to eat half full in order to taste the taste. After that, he had a small drink to warm his belly. At this moment, he was already full of food and drink, sleepiness climbed up his eyebrows and eyes, and he shook his head to find a fulcrum.Wen Keru was courteous, and hurriedly raised his left shoulder, Jiang Yian tilted down, and the corners of his lips curled up comfortably.

Pulling the police uniform over Jiang Yi'an's shoulders, Wen Ke and the others were sound asleep, and after breathing steadily, restrainedly lowered the tip of their noses, and nodded the other's head.

The breeze flowed in through the window cracks, there was the residual warmth of food in the air, and the person he liked slept peacefully on his shoulders. Wen Ke never liked celebrating birthdays, but what Jiang Yian did made this day more meaningful.

Wen Ke had no memory of how he fell asleep, but the disturbing phone ringing made him a little uncomfortable when he woke up: "Hello?"

It was Xi Wei's morning when he opened his eyes, Wen Ke kneaded his forehead, and Duan Yang's voice came to his ears: "Boss, it's not that I underestimated you, but you are really late."

Wen Ke blinked to wake himself up, glanced at his watch, and was speechless: "...I'll be there soon."

Duan Yang: "Don't be busy, take a half-day rest, and you have to be on the night shift at night. How many times have you worked for us before, and I'm already on duty. Don't worry, remember to go to the instructor at noon to sell the vacation."

After finishing the call, Wen Ke pressed the back of his neck against the back of the sofa, moved his stiff limbs slightly, and turned his head. Jiang Yi'an was still sleeping with his pillow on the armrest, his five fingers clutching the collar of the police uniform, and his body undulated regularly.

Wen Ke took the dishes to the kitchen, cleaned them up, went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, and went to the coffee table to put a cup of cool water to prevent Jiang Yian from waking up thirsty, and then stopped lingering and hurried to work in the police force.

The dream was still messy, Jiang Yi'an woke up in a drowsy state, sweating all over, and the clock on the wall showed 03:30 in the afternoon.He straightened his arms and legs, sank into the sofa and stretched, gulped down half a glass of water, remembering the promise tonight, and didn't let himself sleepy for too long.

Opening the closet door, Jiang Yi'an chose a rose red silk shirt, which fit loosely around his upper body. The two buttons were not fastened, and his slender and straight collarbone could be vaguely seen from the neckline. Underneath was a pair of linen gray low-waisted pencil pants, pure black Martin The boots are on the soles of the feet, and the streamlined dress outlines a perfectly attractive figure.

Wet the short hair with water, use a cylinder comb as an aid, blow out the fluffy texture, and apply a little hairspray to shape it. Jiang Yi'an examines his clothes in front of the mirror. He hasn't dressed up carefully for a long time. How would you rate this body?

Walking back to the living room, he found his mobile phone and dialed it. When the other party picked it up, Jiang Yi'an really felt that his behavior was inexplicably funny. He licked his lips and said in embarrassment: "I... made a wrong call."

Wen Ke smiled for a few seconds: "Who else do you want to call with this phone?"

Jiang Yi'an sighed: "...that's right."

Wen Ke said: "What happened? Tell me, I'll listen."

Jiang Yi'an: "Will it disturb your work?"

Wen Ke: "Work is behind you."

Jiang Yi'an pursed her lips and confessed: "I'm wearing a red shirt and gray jeans today, I don't know if they look good or not."

Wen Ke sifted through his memories and guessed: "The costume for the concert at the Wandao Stadium?"

Jiang Yi'an was surprised: "You surprised me."

The only two times I was at the scene were naturally unforgettable, Wen Ke closed the case file on the table: "There is something even more surprising to you."

Jiang Yian asked excitedly: "What is it?"

Wen Ke: "We met ten years ago."

Jiang Yi'an was stunned: "...Really?"

Wen Ke hooked his curiosity: "You still talked to me."

"You lied to me." Jiang Yi'an narrowed his eyes, "I don't believe it."

"I'll show you the 'evidence' some other day." Wen Ke said, "Let's get busy with today's business first."

"Yeah." Jiang Yi'an said, "Then I'll hang up."

Wen Ke replied: "It's beautiful."

"What?" Jiang Yi'an asked.

Wen Ke said, "You look great with this outfit."

At [-]:[-], Global's store sign was the same color as the night, and "close" was hung upside down in front of the door. Wen Ke walked down the steps, reported his name to the staff on both sides of the soft door on the first floor, and walked into the bar.

At the same moment, as soon as Jiang Yi'an walked in from the back door of Global, the chaotic music was manic and deafening, accompanied by high-decibel noise and screams, the light ball above his head scattered light spots, and the surrounding was dim, making it difficult to distinguish who was who.

Jiang Yi'an chose a table to sit down, first searched for Wen Ke's figure, and when he saw it, he took off his mask and smiled, and put a cigarette between his lips.On the stage was the familiar bass and drums. Cao Mang and several groups of underground band members stood in front of the stage and swayed wildly. Lin Ye sat on the speaker with an electric guitar and a big horse sword, with the same arrogance as in the performance.

Tonight, here is Mage's home court.

Suddenly, the drum set quit the melody, the bass was unknown so it was disconnected, and Qi Xuan's voice was amplified by the microphone: "Yi'an."

Countless pairs of eyes followed the line of sight of the four people from above. Jiang Yi'an puffed out the smoke lightly, crushed it out, and stood up and raised his chin at his team members.

Beisi Mengge and keyboardist Wu Ziye jumped off the stage in a hurry, stepped in front of Jiang Yi'an in two or three steps, and when the words of repeated thoughts came to their lips, they suddenly felt pale, and their excitement was indescribable. They looked at each other and smiled, feeling deeply. The joy of reunion.

Jiang Yi'an: "Long time no see."

Meng Ge: "Lead singer."

Wu Ziye: "It's really too long."

Two years apart, but no matter how long the separation is, the five people who get together always have the same original intention.There is no emotion and hypocrisy, and there is no need for greetings. Being with each other for ten years has long been like brothers and sisters, so at this moment, just using the eyes can convey the endless words in the heart.

The members of the Grass Python band approached one after another, and Jiang Yi'an nodded in thanks: "It's really expensive to let you book the venue."

Captain Qiao Nan said shyly, "Everyone wants to see you."

The bar was quiet for a while, and the colorful lights began to wander around. Facing the enthusiastic expectations of his friends and fans, Jiang Yi'an rolled his eyes: "I have nothing to bring you."

Mage band was formed 12 years ago, Jiang Yian's birthday.On the day of their debut, they became popular with the latest performances, superb musical skills and unique voices, and became idols admired and worshiped by band members both on and off the ground.

Jiang Yi'an stepped up the steps step by step, facing the brightest beam of light, and stood in the center of the stage.Eight years ago, a song "Flame" turned out to dominate the major music charts. It was Mage's medal, and also praised songwriter Jiang Yi'an to the high altar.

Someone couldn't hold back, and shouted at the top of their voice: "Mage! Jiang Yi'an!" The next second, long-simmering cheers came and went, and the atmosphere in the venue was instantly ignited.

When Jiang Yi'an turned around and nodded to the four behind with a smile amidst the hustle and bustle of voices, Lin Ye closed his eyes and understood his answer.The past ten years have come to an end. Jiang Yi'an came today to give the five people a complete Mage.

- This is the last show.

The dense drum beats fell, the keyboard slid out of the rhythm, and the progressive beats swept out a series of mixed sounds between the strings. When the perception was overwhelmed by the superimposed melody, Jiang in front of Limai closed his eyes slightly in the bright light. The long eyelashes were lazily lowered, the lips and teeth moved closer to the microphone, and said wantonly and vigorously: "Never mind, you are brave and foolish, and you don't want to be a trapped beast of fate."

Everyone held their breaths, their eyes were sharp and sharp, as if they wanted to firmly engrave this narrow stage where top musicians reunited into their hearts.Wen Ke looked at the handful of scorching red roses, he was chic, frank, unrestrained, flamboyant, with a skinny face, to brew the strongest wine.

Jiang Yi'an raised his hand, touched the wheat rack with his fingertips, slid from bottom to top, and raised his jaw together.In the blink of an eye, the deep pupils appeared in the quintessential eyes, and then came the heart-wrenching and sexy bass: "Breaking, confronting and wrestling, I crowned with thorns to welcome the darkness of the end."

The exquisite facial features are better than the brilliance of the lights. Jiang Yian took off the microphone, took two steps back and moved to the middle of the semi-surrounded four people, the electric sound of the guitar swept wildly, the bass played six bars in succession, the drumsticks swung down fiercely, and the keyboard gave a A touch of gorgeous chords.

"Tear off the original sin and repent in the fall." Rebellious and rebellious, Jiang Yi'an frowned, "The faded soul is in awe after destruction."

With an extremely perfect combination, Jiang Yi'an grasped the senses of the audience. He parted his forehead hair and smiled confidently in Wen Ke's direction.

The highly recognizable voice broke down the barriers, and the accumulated emotions were completely released at this moment: "Listen, the world wants me to bow down."

The cry of breaking through the shackles, the rain of hot sweat dripping under the flames: "I use my arrogance to slaughter fate and crush this festering world."

Numbness climbed along the nerves, and the feeling of weightlessness enveloped the heart instantly. Global was completely boiling in the bursting timbre and heavy metal rock music. Everyone raised their hands together and raised their index fingers in the direction of Jiang Yi'an. Still uphold the only original intention, don't have ambiguous results, don't want stereotyped applause, just the most burning performance that can't be reproduced.

Shouting, hugging, sipping wine or applause, the audience was full of passion, and the other four people on the stage except Jiang Yi'an were dripping with tears and sweat.They looked at Jiang Yi'an's thin and thin back, only they understood his intention, he was doing the final burning, and he was saying goodbye to them.

After all the restless sounds subsided and Global returned to calm, Jiang Yi'an wiped away the hot sweat on his cheeks with the back of his hand, turned around, and smiled softly: "Mage's future is in your hands."

The author says:

Thanks for reading.

Sorry for the lack of writing skills.